"What are they doing?"
"Just waiting. Now, Emmyline, you get some water for them poor souls upstairs. I have an errand to do."
When Emmeline was out of sight, Private Christy went down across the fields to the woodland and looked about. On the far side near the open land were the Union prisoners, well guarded. Many of them were wounded, and lay about on the ground or sat propped against the trees. In their direction Private Christy made his way. War brought about strange meetings. It was improbable but not impossible that the little girl's brother was among the prisoners.
"Goin' to pull out?" he asked a guard.
"No orders yet. I think we move with the army."
"Got a man here by the name of Willing?"
"I don't know their names."
"Can I ask?"
"No."
"Well, you find out for me, will you, Sam? His leetle sister's up here, and she thought she saw him. I suppose she couldn't come down and talk to him?"